This puppeteer is not normal

Chapter 551
"Old man, you are really endless." Merk said.

Oakrange looked at him.

"We have repeatedly compromised and cooperated. Is the style of the big family of the Freeman Empire to let an old man mess around with three young boys?" The irony in Merke's words was not concealed.

Before Oakrange could reply, Merke continued to taunt: "I'm sorry for putting on a face all the time, I'm always forced to look pitiful. If you know that you are doing something bad, use your brain! I really feel that my Is your behavior an act of loyalty in the eyes of others? No! Everyone will only think you are a fool! What kind of shit the Augustus family is even more of the fools of fools!"

As soon as the words fell, white light flew like an arrow.

The target was Merk, who had just scolded me so well.

Facing this fierce attack, Merke showed no sign of timidity at all, and his face was calm.

But Andre naturally wouldn't just watch him being attacked, he stretched out his hand and clenched his fist.

The power of the soul gushed out, turning into a translucent light curtain to intercept Oakrange's energy arrow.

"Take back the nonsense you just said, young man. You can insult me, but the Augustus family is not your target. Your wife heard what you just said, and she is very angry now." Attack blocked, Oakland Qi's face was the same, but his voice was indeed much lower.

Apparently Merkel's ridicule was not useless.

Merkel certainly understands that, after all, many so-called aristocrats are fighting for fame these years, and the most important thing is the ridiculous "dignity".

Merkel gave a most humane response to what Oakrange said.

"Oh." A contemptuous sneer.

"You are in trouble, young man. Now it's not just a matter that can be easily solved in the dream. Even if the matter in the dream is resolved and you return to reality, I will find you and give you the real..."

hiss--

Oakrange was talking, when suddenly he felt a chill down his spine, as if some kind of creature was crawling past behind him.

He turned around abruptly, raised his cane, and the white light from the cane illuminated behind him, but he didn't find anything.

But he was sure that there was some kind of creature nearby, and it still had the power to threaten him!
"Merke, good scolding." Andri said slowly.

"Where is it, I haven't used dirty words on the street yet." Merk scratched his head.

"Indeed, if I use my friend's words, it's probably 'the quality needs to be lowered'." Andri showed a smile, flat and gentle.

Both Merk and Brandy were stunned.

What the hell is it to be lowered?

Brandy blinked and whispered, "Front!"

Right in front of him, Oakrange turned his head to look at the three of them, believing in his heart that Andre was playing tricks in the dark, and immediately touched the top of the cane with his bare hands, and the white power began to emerge through this guidance.

But just when he was about to use the simplest and most brutal firepower to blast the three people in front of him into scum, Andri made a bold move.

The invisible heavy pressure instantly enveloped Oak Lanqi's body, making his spirit sluggish for a while, and even his body became weak in a short time.

"This is... soul coercion..." Oakrange realized what had happened to him, pulled himself together, and condensed the high-level personality in his soul.

Spirituality flickered, Oakrange broke through the shackles of soul coercion, and the whole process only took three seconds.

For the spirit species, being delayed for three seconds by mortals only by restricting their skills is already a great shame.

But maybe because he has been "slapped in the face" a lot these days, Oakrange no longer feels embarrassed or humiliated by such trivial matters.

After all, no matter what his state of mind is, now he must obey his wife's order and give the three boys in front of him to...

Ok?
Oakrange raised his head, but couldn't see the figures of the three.

His sight was blocked by layers of scales.

And the existence covered with the eerie yellow and black scales is a big snake that almost crowds the street.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Oakrange saw the joke in the big snake's eyes?

Immediately afterwards, the big snake opened its mouth wide.

Oakrange subconsciously felt that it was going to pounce on it by virtue of its huge size, but in fact the result was that the movement of its mouth opening was a forward swing for casting spells.

Twisted ancient golden runes were drawn on the serpent's head, and the dark golden light shone towards Oak Lane from the serpent's eyes.

Oakrange was directly shrouded in light.

Soon, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, his limbs and joints were swollen and painful, and his lower back was also constantly aching.

Oakrange took a deep breath and tried to cover up the inexplicable influence with his own strength, but the result was only a slight reduction of the symptoms, but no cure.

"What is this?" Since he became a spiritual seed, he can rely on his invincible spirituality to be immune to most of the poisons, curses, and spiritual interference under the spiritual seed.

But now, after being stared at by that big snake, it seems that he is no longer a powerful spirit seed, but has become a sick old man who fits his physical appearance!
How can it be!

Where did that snake come from?
Apophis narrowed down and drilled back into Andri's ear: "Sure enough, it has become much weaker, otherwise a mere low-level spirit species should be able to stare to death with one eye."

"Apophis, you are amazing!" Andri praised.

"My soul, as an undead wandering soul, should have been unable to use this spell, but I can use your pure soul after being interdependent with you. The power of death has become the power of aging, so-so." Big Snake He replied casually.

"Take advantage of this opportunity, let's withdraw quickly," Merk said.

"What's wrong?" Brandy looked at him and asked.

"I just tried to provoke him for a reason, and when Brandy was almost killed just now, our mood swings should not be under control." Merke smiled wryly.

Andri and Brandy immediately understood what Merk meant.

And the big snake also quickly spit out snake letters to collect free information.

"300 meters! 250 meters! 100 meters!" The big snake quickly reported the distance between the thing it sensed and their current location.

"Where are the people?" Merke looked around. It was less than 100 meters away, and the naked eye should be able to see it.

"Above!" Big snake raised his head and looked up.

A big hole suddenly broke through the high ceiling, and a scarlet figure descended from the sky, holding a huge anchor that also looked blood-stained, and fell towards Oak Range.

boom!
The ground was shaking, no, the dream they were in was shaking because of the eruption of that scarlet figure!
Scarlet fissures spread from the point of fall to the surroundings.

Oakrange stepped back in embarrassment, his trembling legs supported his body that was constantly feeling tired, and he braced himself to stare at the figure standing in the smoke and dust in front of him.

That familiar face, that familiar breath made him even more out of breath.

"O... Gus..." The scarlet figure with the same face as the young man named Lorik opened his lips lightly, and read the name of the family, like a deadly ghost.

　The second night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)